contract residual love

Chapter 30

"Do you love me? Why didn't you tell your brother about you and me!" Feng then realized that Ling had always known that it was not my brother but me that night. At that time, Feng replied "Because the injury can't continue!"

That day Ling left the world of our brothers, as if he had never appeared before, and then left to his brother Long's trade wind to secretly read, it said "You see the letter I have already left! Hurting you is my life But I don't regret everything I did to you guys! Just regret that I had feelings for tools. And loved the wrong person! Dragon I never loved you. Just put all my humanity on your body and ignore all emotions , such hot feelings, you don’t know how to deal with them. I couldn’t get an answer, and I became irritable and deepened the hurt. Now all I can do is leave!” Feng cried secretly at that time, and he could feel Ling Helpless in my heart.But Feng also clearly remembered the sentence in Ling's letter to himself, "Don't appear in my world again, the price you can't afford, Xie Hanling"

In the year since Ling left, Feng still remembers that his brother opened a flower shop, which was his favorite life, and when he went to school, he had a group of friends of the same age playing music together, and beside him was the three-year-old who was like a tail. Ben, Sanben Shenglin, that gangster man, will send 24 roses to his brother's shop every day no matter whether he is in Japan or not. Is he a bad person?Feng also laughed at himself, he didn't treat himself badly at that time, only that infinite indulgence, like a big brother.

However, everything changed invisibly. When Ling came, his elder brother Long Zeng secretly looked at Ling's photo at night.A person weeping and caressing the photo in the room with trembling hands.Feng is like a dragon who sees it but bears the pain alone, tearing his hair and covering his chest and crying.At that time, the wind felt that such a brother was very strange.I define myself as the burden of their love in my heart.Let the strong brother shed tears, and let Ling, who is like a god, leave.Feng knew he had to choose, because of everything Ling and his elder brother showed at that time.

The memory of the wind recalls what happened at the bar that day!At that time, Feng didn't know how happy he was, but he pretended to be calm and said, "It's good to come back!" However, standing at the door of my brother's room at night and listening to the voice inside, "But you left so simply, it seems that you will never appear again, appear again. This moment is when we brothers must accept the punishment for betraying you!" It was the voice of the dragon, sobbing and depressed.

"I thought I could let you go. But I can't! I think of your smile every day, your sad and hopeless face! I want to come to you again and again, and tell myself that I have given up on you! Just like the hurt that the wind said It can’t be deepened anymore. I chose to let you go and let you be free and happy, but I really can’t do it!” That was Ling’s confession.

Feng can no longer remember what they said, and his memory is deeply stuck in his elder brother Long's words at that time, "The person who wants to protect hurts him the most!" Feng knows that the elder brother Long wants to protect himself, himself. Useless people.

Feng doesn't know how he came back to the room, only kept smoking, but Ling appeared in your own room with his unique temperament, mature and elegant, with indifferent eyes. Feng only remembered one sentence at the time, what Ling said, "The best of both worlds, hehe, Feng, you can't see a happy ending!"

Chapter 4爱无法弥补[本章字数：2102最新更新时间：2014-02-2608:35:21.0]

Feng stretched his body and got used to taking out a cigarette, lit one and spit out a circle of smoke rings. At that time, Feng had already called Sanben Shenglin as soon as he returned to the room, and followed Sanben to leave the urban area of ​​Japan.

Because of this, Feng has seen what tragedy is, that blood-stained game, those people who used to be companions, cannibalism are others' assessment, other people's review work.

Feng still remembered the lovely faces of the two brothers, Ye and Yang, and couldn't help sighing, "They have become independent adults!"

Feng suddenly thought of something he didn't dare to recall, the transformation of Sanben Shenglin, Feng's first fulfillment, and the messy devotion that night, but it was also a joke destined by God.

Feng caresses the scar left by suicide, and can't help but think that the chaotic and fictional relationship history between himself and Sanben Shenglin who lost his memory is probably the happiest for Feng, but reality is always a joke. Feng's memory recovery makes him Gradually and truly understand Sanben Shenglin, but they are destined to fall in love.

Feng thought of Sanben becoming confused but also sad. If they were friends, they must be very good friends. Unfortunately, feelings and memories cannot be changed. If it wasn't for Sanben, he wouldn't know what he wanted. If it wasn't for Sanben, he wouldn't have it. Such deep love, Han Zheming, Han Zheming, I love you to the bone, but I can no longer talk about the relationship.There was a smile on the corner of Feng's mouth, and he looked very bleak under the moonlight after the storm.

The shadow of Han Zheming became more and more clear in Feng's mind. Han Zheming, who was playing the piano tightly, was extraordinarily handsome and dusty. He hugged Han Zheming, who was at a loss at the corners of his mouth, and calmed his collapsed nerves. He kissed His lips, his dumbfounded look, his own words still linger in his ears, "Don't you want to kiss me!" It was the temptation he gave him, but it was always so gentle, as if the cake at that time appeared in front of his eyes, a piece of cake Candlelight, a glass of wine, a ring, Feng looked at the empty hand, but couldn't suppress the beating in his heart, Han Zheming put on the ring for himself with a handsome smile, and said the phrase "There is a ring in the glass, whose, It doesn’t seem to be mine, could it be brought by an angel.”

Feng closed his eyes and thought of the appearance of Sanben's subordinates, and played the last piece for him, Feng casually hummed and remembered the day of parting, "I'm sorry I have to go back, when the ring is on my finger again, I will Be your only one, if I don't come back, don't wait any longer! "

Han Zheming panicked and said, "Where are you going, I will go with you!" Tears spread, it was just over a month of love but it was so deep-rooted.

Feng couldn't help but see Han Zheming, who appeared like a god when Sanben made up for the kill game at that time, and he was helpless and sad, begging Sanben for mercy. His gentle smile and hot blood filled his heart, Feng Gradually clutching his chest, there was still throbbing pain.

"Then why? You have to be so obedient to me! That beauty seduces me, and then you leave ruthlessly!" Sanben's roar has never been so clearly lingering in his ears, and Feng himself asked himself why, such a smart and steady man Because I became crazy and cruel, but at the end I cried and begged, "Feng, I love you! I love you so much! You are mine and will always be perfect. Now, can you kiss me again!" Magic words, I ignored it, but the love I guarded disappeared without leaving any message.

At this moment, Feng couldn't imagine his slutty life at the beginning, the purity in the eyes of Zheye who was drunk and dreamy all night, and he was so restless. He wanted to destroy and stain Zheye.When something unfortunate happened to Zhe Ye, Feng clearly remembered that he wanted to escape, but chose to face it all.For Zhe Ye, Feng also laughed at his crazy revenge at the beginning, when Long Ze was lying in the blood wave, he said, "Feng, you don't want anything after playing, isn't it because you never give up, is he worth it?" Feng Xiao Smile and leave with Tetsu who is watching this scene from the side.Since then, Zhe Ye has been obediently by his side, and Zhe Ye has always been obedient and makes people feel distressed. He will never hesitate to do whatever he asks him to do, just like himself who followed Ling and his brother back then.

Feng thought of Sanben becoming confused but also sad. If they were friends, they must be very good friends. Unfortunately, feelings and memories cannot be changed. If it wasn't for Sanben, he wouldn't know what he wanted. If it wasn't for Sanben, he wouldn't have it. Such deep love, Han Zheming, Han Zheming, I love you to the bone, but I can no longer talk about the relationship.There was a smile on the corner of Feng's mouth, and he looked very bleak under the moonlight after the storm.

The shadow of Han Zheming became more and more clear in Feng's mind. Han Zheming, who was playing the piano tightly, was extraordinarily handsome and dusty. He hugged Han Zheming, who was at a loss at the corners of his mouth, and calmed his collapsed nerves. He kissed His lips, his dumbfounded look, his own words still linger in his ears, "Don't you want to kiss me!" It was the temptation he gave him, but it was always so gentle, as if the cake at that time appeared in front of his eyes, a piece of cake Candlelight, a glass of wine, a ring, Feng looked at the empty hand, but couldn't suppress the beating in his heart, Han Zheming put on the ring for himself with a handsome smile, and said the phrase "There is a ring in the glass, whose, It doesn’t seem to be mine, could it be brought by an angel.”

Feng closed his eyes and thought of the appearance of Sanben's subordinates, and played the last piece for him, Feng casually hummed and remembered the day of parting, "I'm sorry I have to go back, when the ring is on my finger again, I will Be your only one, if I don't come back, don't wait any longer! "

Han Zheming panicked and said, "Where are you going, I will go with you!" Tears spread, it was just over a month of love but it was so deep-rooted.

Feng couldn't help but see Han Zheming, who appeared like a god when Sanben made up for the kill game at that time, and he was helpless and sad, begging Sanben for mercy. His gentle smile and hot blood filled his heart, Feng Gradually clutching his chest, there was still throbbing pain.

"Then why? You have to be so obedient to me! That beauty seduces me, and then you leave ruthlessly!" Sanben's roar has never been so clearly lingering in his ears, and Feng himself asked himself why, so smart and calm